Wednesday, February 14, 2024

Clip 435 Bad fall, sprained ankle, wrap, crutches

Help me...chapter 6

 Help me...

Chapter 6

Later that evening, as I lay in bed, Bella returned. Her presence once again filled the room with a special glow, it's hard to explain. She joined me as if the events that transpired earlier were merely ripples in the vast pool of her mysterious capabilities.

"Bella, what happened with Mr. Anderson? Is everything alright now?" I whispered, I had a feeling that he was her "urgent matter".

Bella's head turned towards me. "Miriam, my dear, Mr. Anderson has been shown the possible consequences of his choices."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease, unsure of what she met. "Did you... hurt him?" I asked hesitantly.

"Hurt is a relative term, I merely guided him through the corridors of his own fears, his desires of dominating and controlling you are over. The true consequences are yet to unfold."

A shiver ran down my spine as I moved my long leg cast, but a part of me couldn't deny a strange fascination with the enigmatic entity beside me.

"What did you hope to achieve?" I inquired, my gaze locked onto her deep blue eyes. Her response came with clear authority,

"It's quite simple, I aimed to teach him a lesson about the good and the bad choices. Sometimes bullies like him need a gentle "twist" to make the best choice."

As I absorbed her words, apprehension lingered in the air. Bella, with her cryptic wisdom, had intervened in my personal life, leaving me to wonder about the true nature of her intentions and the repercussions that awaited for me professionally, personally and yes OMG sexually.

You have to admit dear reader that it was fascinating the way she jumped into my life so quickly. While I wasn't sure if I was ready to embrace its implications, there was something totally sensually attractive in the way Bella had presented them.

As we lay there on my bed, she suddenly reached over and caressed my red cast, her soft hands sending warm sensations through my cast and up my whole body, I closed my eyes.

Her touch was gentle on my crippled leg in a soothing manner. She remained calm and serene, as if she was in total control with her own thoughts and actions.

She then moved to my right leg and caressed it, her warm fingers sending waves of comfort through me. Suddenly, she leaned over and brushed her lips against my exposed toes at the end of my long red cast. The sudden sensation was amazing and her touch was soft and inviting. I could feel a strange sense of pure sexual arousal, and I wasn't sure if I was ready for what was to come.

"You are so beautiful Miriam in that...long...red...cast"

The touch of her lips sent a jolt of electricity through my body, as she slowly lifted my cast in her hands and traced her tongue along my toes. While kissing and licking I felt a strange mixture of sexual arousal and fear, my body responding quickly in ways I had never experienced before. She didn't break her gaze, her lips caressing my toes but I wanted her tongue inside me sending shivers down my spine.

I felt myself slowly letting go, the orgasm being too enticing to resist. I didn't want it to stop, but I also felt myself losing control to her. Whatever she was, as if something had taken over and was taking me down a path I hadn't expected to go....ever.

I was shaking when she moved up my body, caressing my round breast, licking my nipples with her tongue. My body was filled with the sensations of her gentle kisses and her tender touches. The first orgasm was overwhelming, my body completely lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Her warm breath sends shivers down my spine, and the feeling of her lips on my neck was too much to resist.

I moaned and moaned with pleasure my vagina dripping wondering how she,or it would feel if Bella was a male...with a large and long penis.

As if reading my mind, Bella roughly pins my arms to the bed, her firm grip leaving me helpless. I couldn't help but let out a sharp groan knowing that she could break both my arms if she wanted... I moan overwhelmed by the ecstasy of it all. She continues her caresses, biting my nipples...causing mild pain...

Her lips moved to mine, her tender kisses sending a new type of sensation throughout me. Her tongue was teasing and playful, in and out of my mouth. I felt myself losing control, begging for more with each passing moment. She suddenly lifted her head up and looked at me. She had a mischievous grin on her beautiful face, as if she was enjoying my pain and pleasure simultaneously.

"You're enjoying this too much, aren't you?" she asked with a smile. "Let's change things up, shall we?"

She suddenly flipped me over onto my stomach, my long cast pinned between her legs. She leaned down towards my neck, her artificial vagina was rubbing against my cast leaving a long wet trace, her tongue teasing the back of my neck. Her breath was hot and her tongue was soft, as she let out a soft moan into my ear.

She continued to gently caress my back. I felt her warm tongue sliding down along my spine, her action paralyzing me. As she reached my waist, her touch became more eager, and her tongue more playful.

"Bella I can't feel my legs" I moaned scared of what she was doing to me.

"It's OK let yourself go..." and she turned me on my back.

As she continued caressing my body, she suddenly reached my waist. She slid 3 fingers inside me. I felt my legs again and her touch was becoming even more sensual. She slowly slid her long fingers in and out of me. I felt the orgasm continue to build as I approached a new climax.

"I grabbed his foot with such intensity Miriam, my fingers digging into his skin"

OMG I felt my heart pounding faster and faster to her description, the orgasm building to a boiling point. Her touches were becoming more arousing combined with her words.

"I'm going to break your leg Mr Anderson, I want you to feel what it's like to be truly vulnerable, to be at the mercy of someone else. To have no control over your own limb like Miriam does."

Somehow I could see her twisting his leg harder and harder. The pain was excruciating, but it was the most beautiful pain he'd ever felt. She kept pleasing me with her long fingers, the pain building to a roaring intensity in his leg, until finally... She broke his leg.

My orgasm rocked my whole body and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of ecstasy at the thought of my own vulnerability facing Bella. It was like I had been waiting for her my whole life.

I felt like I had lost all control, I was at her mercy, and her words had taken me down a path I had never imagined. A path of pure lust and sexual pleasure. I let out a loud moan and closed my eyes, letting myself sink into the blissful sensation of submission at a very different level.

How would it feel if it was my leg...I slid a finger inside me while rubbing my long red cast...

Help me...
Chapter 7 to come
K


Clip 434 bad srained ankle, crutches

Monday, February 12, 2024

Clip 432 Yellow crutches, Torn knee ligaments, fall in stairs

Help me...chapter 5

 Help me...

Chapter 5

Principal Jarvis was a middle-aged man with a warm demeanour, he displayed a genuine concern for the well-being of the students and staff and I felt he was on my side.

Mr. Anderson was the school lawyer, dressed in a sharp suit. His expression remained stoic, concealing any opinions he might have about my situation. Little did I know that he harboured reservations about the complications of having a vice principal being partly crippled in a leg brace and using a cane. I could only imagine how he felt about my leg cast and crutches.

And Mr. Roberts, a man of authority and experience, sat representing the parents of our school. His eyes, filled with a peculiar understanding, were drawn to my leg cast, crutches and the exposed toes that peeked out. It wasn't lost on me that Bella, with her advanced capabilities, might have detected his particular fetish with ladies with leg casts and crutches.

As the meeting progressed, I couldn't help but notice Mr. Roberts's gaze lingering on my cast, a subtle yet noticeable sexual curiosity in his eyes. It hinted at a fascination that went beyond the ordinary concerns of a school representative.

Unaware of all the intricate political dynamics unfolding around me, I focused on the agenda at hand. The blend of school politics and personal sexual and erotic nuances could shape the narrative of this meeting, introducing unexpected twists and turns to the already complex story of my day.

The principal addressed the room and even before it started Bella knew that I needed a unanimous vote and that Mr. Anderson would need to be dealt with somehow.

"Now, let's proceed with our agenda. Today, we have a few important matters to discuss, including Miriam's possible appointment. Thank you for joining us today even after your recent injury"

I nodded in acknowledgement, my attention shifting between the individuals seated at the table. The air in the room thickened.

As the meeting approached its conclusion, the principal posed the pivotal question, "Miriam, why do you believe you would be a good vice principal for our school?"

With a resolute nod, I rose, reached for my crutches, and gracefully moved around the room, my cast floating off the floor. I was so ready to address the committee's inquiry.

"Principal and esteemed committee members, I see the role of vice principal as an opportunity to bring a unique perspective to our school," I began, my crutches supporting each step. Mr. Roberts's gaze followed my movements, an obvious appreciation in his eyes.

"I have experienced firsthand the challenges of navigating life with a leg brace, and now this cast," I continued looking down at the vibrant red cast that adorned my leg.

"These experiences have given me qualities of resilience, adaptability, and empathy, which I believe are essential for fostering a supportive and inclusive environment."

As I continued, I noticed Mr. Roberts's eyes linger on my cast. "I am committed to ensuring our school remains a place where every individual feels valued and understood. My goal is to leverage my experiences to contribute to the overall well-being of our school community."

Returning to my seat, I concluded, "With your support, I aim to create an environment where everyone can thrive, regardless of the challenges they face."

The room fell into contemplative silence, the weight of my words settling in. I graciously shook hands with Principal Johnson, Mr. Anderson, and Mr. Roberts and I slowly made my way back to the car, crutches supporting each step.

To my surprise as I approached the sleek vehicle, Bella was nowhere to be found. Instead, a driver stood by the car, ready to assist. A hint of concern crept into my mind as I inquired,

"Where is Bella? What's going on?"

The driver said "Bella had to attend to an urgent matter. I've been assigned to ensure you get back safely.."

The driver stared at my leg cast, offered a supportive hand. "Allow me to assist you," he said, as I lowered myself into the car. The plush seats accommodated my leg cast comfortably, and I settled in, the unease from Bella's sudden departure lingering in my thoughts.

As the car pulled away from the school, the driver navigated the streets with precision. I couldn't shake off the lingering concern about Bella's sudden departure.

"What urgent matter required Bella's immediate attention?" I wondered aloud, addressing the driver.

He glanced at me through the rear-view mirror, his expression neutral. "I'm not privy to the details, ma'am. Bella simply had to attend to something that couldn't wait. Rest assured, you're in safe hands with me."

His reassurance did little to stop the growing unease within me. I leaned back in the comfortable car seat, contemplating the dynamics of the school meeting and the challenge of securing a unanimous vote.

Upon reaching my house, the driver assisted me out of the car, mindful of my broken leg. I thanked him as I made my way inside.

Later on that night little did I know that Bella decided to visit Mr. Anderson.

"Mr. Anderson, I've come to discuss the impending decision you hold in your hands."

Startled, Mr. Anderson stumbled back, his eyes widening as he looked at Bella.

"Who are you and what are you doing in my house?"

Bella had an unsettling smile. Mr. Anderson found himself compelled to sit on his living room couch. She was tall with an air of both authority and malice.

"Your dissent in the vote carries weight, Mr. Anderson. But every decision has its price. In this tale, your role is pivotal, and the consequences are beyond your imagination"

Mr. Anderson, though unnerved, mustered the courage to respond, "I don't know what kind of game you're playing, but I've made my decision. I will vote against Miriam for the position of vice principal. It's in the best interest of the school, and I have valid reasons."

"Reasons...seriously...let me give you one reason to vote for her." Her words resonated with an ominous tone.

Suddenly he felt her long fingers grab his left foot and grip it tight. As he tried to pull away, he felt his leg being twisted ever so slowly but surely.

"Are you sure Mr. Anderson?" she asked, rotating his foot, the pain was excruciating, his screams of agony echoing throughout the room.

In minutes, his lower leg was twisted into an unnatural position while pain brought tears to his eyes as he tried to struggle free, but Bella's cold grip remained tight.

"I'm sorry to have to do this Mr. Anderson, but you have chosen the wrong path. Consider this a lesson about the consequences of your actions."

The pain was unbearable as he tried, once more, to pull free and end the agony. But no matter how hard he tried, the twisting only continued, the damage mounting as he attempted to get away.

"OK stop...please"

"Too late sir"

They both hear the break, with a loud cracking sound, the pain reaching a new level as his leg and ankle snapped under the pressure being applied. He screamed out loudly, unable to contain the pain.

The grip suddenly loosened and she leaned over him.

"You know how to vote tomorrow or I will be back" She said leaving Mr. Anderson alone with the pain and the damage she had inflicted. He sat there, tears of pain and frustration running down his cheeks as he tried to process what had just happened.

He looked down at the damaged leg and ankle and was horrified by the sight. He tried to move it around and assess the damage. The bones that once provided stability were now broken, the foot and ankle turned at an unnatural angle.

With no doubt in his mind, Mr. Anderson knew his leg was broken. He tried to inspect the damage further, but the pain was too much to bear.

Help me...
Chapter 6 to come
K


Clip 431 Broken leg, full long leg cast wheelchair

Clip 429 Broken ankle, SLC, cast crutch, wheelchair

Friday, February 9, 2024

Clip 421 Sprained ankle, crutches, wrapped ankle

Clip 420 Broken knee, crutches, brace

Help me chapter 4

 Help me...

Chapter 4

She gracefully removed my leg brace, revealing my left leg. The anticipation and excitement filled the room as Bella prepared the materials for my leg cast. She started by carefully applying a layer of soft, cotton padding to my leg. The gentle touch of the padding created a very nice sensation, ensuring comfort.

"I want to make sure it feels snug and secure," She explained, her hands moving with expertise.

Next, she retrieved a roll of fiberglass casting material and submerged it in warm water. The material absorbed the water, activating its moldable properties. Bella described every move, her words creating a vivid picture of the process.

With the wet casting material in hand, she began wrapping it around my leg. The wet fibers conformed to the contours of my leg. Each layer added to the strength of the cast, and I marveled at her dexterity.

As she continued, she made sure that every layer was perfectly smooth and fitted perfectly. She stepped back to inspect the finished product, and the vibrant red cast covered my whole leg. She caressed the length of the cast.

"Miriam, you look absolutely stunning. This cast not only adds a touch of adventure but also individuality. Now, let's choose the perfect outfit to complement this bold statement."

As Bella gently rolled the pantyhose up my leg, I watched the fabric embracing the curves of my red cast and healthy leg. The contrast of the smooth pantyhose against the textured surface of the cast created a unique blend of sophistication. Bella's attention to detail turned a simple act into a moment of self-expression.

Once the pantyhose were in place, she moved on to selecting a stylish outfit to complement my recently "broken leg". She carefully chose a lovely professional looking dress, ensuring every detail aligned seamlessly.

"Now, Miriam, let's complete the look with a pair of stylish crutches," Bella suggested, presenting me with a set that perfectly matched the overall aesthetic. "These red underarm crutches will not only provide the support you need but also add a touch of flair to your walk."

As she handed me the crutches, I felt a sense of gratitude for her guidance, no longer afraid of her even if I should be. With each step, the vibrant red cast, the elegant pantyhose, and the stylish crutches became not just accessories but strong symbols

"I've been wearing a brace for so long that I've gotten used to it and it's basically a part of me now. But this cast, you're right, it does feel different. It feels amazing."

Bella smiled looking at me.

"I'll be walking around with that colorful cast and matching crutches. As if everyone will not already be staring."

"But maybe that's the goal, anyway. If everyone is looking at me and asking themselves what happened, I can just shrug it off and remember I'm here to get my vice principal job, all while showing off this fabulous cast and crutches. It's the perfect distraction!"

I took hold of my crutches and moved gracefully in front of the mirror. Standing tall on my right foot, the three-inch high-heeled pump gave me a sense of confidence with each step swinging my red cast through my crutches. My gaze went from top to bottom, and I couldn't help but appreciate the unique ensemble that Bella had meticulously crafted.

Starting with the cast, I think it was perfect the way it wrapped my left leg. The long red cast not only provided necessary support but also became a striking focal point, setting off an elegant vibe throughout the entire outfit.

Moving up to my professional looking dress that complemented the cast perfectly, it flowed gracefully with each step on my crutches. Finally, my hair pulled back in a bun accentuated my facial features allowing every detail to shine. As I stood before the mirror, the reflection painted a picture of a woman embracing her uniqueness...with an unexpected twist.

Ready to face the day's challenges, I glanced at my reflection with a sense of determination. That's when Bella voiced a suggestion that carried an unexpected twist.

"Miriam, how about I drive you to the school today?"

I paused, considering the proposal. "It's kind of you to offer, but I usually take the bus or a Uber. It's more convenient, and I don't want to trouble you."

Bella's response was swift, "Oh, it's no trouble at all."

I couldn't help but smile and at the same time I felt totally controlled by her. "You really think of everything, don't you?"

"Well, of course! It's all part of ensuring you have the most remarkable experience," she replied with a scary looking wink.

"Alright, Bella. Let's turn today's commute into another first. I'll take you up on your offer."

Little did I know that this unexpected twist would add a new layer to this AI adventure. Bella had her reasons.

Once at the school with her help I got out of the car standing on my right foot, "here are your crutches," she handed them to me, I positioned them under my arms and I was ready to make my way to the private meeting at school.

The school building loomed ahead, quiet being a Saturday. I approached the entrance slowly on my crutches, I couldn't help but reflect on the unexpected twists of the last few days.

Entering the school building, I moved with purpose towards the location of the private meeting. I loved this unfamiliar clink of my crutches against the floor in the corridor. I was ready to face the challenges and yet I forgot one important detail and wasn't aware of another.

As I made my way through the school corridors, I wasn't aware that Bella, my advanced AI specialist, utilized cutting-edge technology to discreetly track my movements and was using camera feeds inserted in my leg cast and dress. These feeds seamlessly transmitted real-time video and audio to her sophisticated system. It was very freaky

And the important detail I forgot hit me right in the face when principal Jarvis came to me and said

"Miriam, how did you break your leg, you poor thing?" he asked, staring at my sexy red cast.

Thinking on my feet, I had to come up with a fictional story with a touch of drama.

"Well, Principal, it's a bit embarrassing, really. You know how life surprises us. Last friday, I was attempting to climb a step ladder to reach something, and, well, things took an unexpected turn."

I moved slightly on my crutches giving him a complete view of my new accessory. Elaborating on the mishap. "The ladder wobbled, and before I knew it, I lost my footing. I came tumbling down, and in the process, my left leg got caught. It was quite a mess. Ended up breaking my leg brace and, well, my leg in three places."

The principal expressed genuine concern. "Oh dear, that sounds so painful."

With the principal's help, I gracefully settled into a chair at the front of the table, the vibrant red cast and crutches were becoming a focal point of the room. Seated around the table were three men, no woman and each with a distinct presence.

Principal Jarvis was a middle-aged man with a warm demeanor, he displayed a genuine concern for the well-being of the students and staff and I felt he was on my side.

Little did I know that the other 2 men...

Help me...
Chapter 5 to come
K


Clip 419 Broken leg, cast, crutches, SLC